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Your heart is broken.
You feel abandoned and weak, a shadow of your former lively self.
I have been praying for you. At church this weekend, we prayed Psalm 147, and these verses leaped out at me, sounding so applicable to you, my friend:
The Lord heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds.
He tells the number of the stars;

he calls each by name.
I guess I've never thought about every star having a name, but there we have it: "He tells the number of the stars; he calls each by name." So the stars have names. What's more, God calls them by their names, implying that the stars respond. The stars are in relationship with God. Not just cold, mechanical constellations that guide navigation, stars have a sort of life and dignity, simply because God makes them and calls to them.